I sling my bag over my shoulder, and head for the nearest Starbucks, which happens to be right on campus. While I walk in silence, I decide to lighten my mood a bit, by putting my earbuds in, and listening to Dead! by My Chemical Romance. I close my eyes briefly, savoring the music, but I open them quickly, realizing I just walked into somebody.
"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry!" I cry out, looking at my shoes, which are now covered in blood. Wait, where is the blood coming from?
I rub my aching nose, just now discovering I have a nose bleed. I look to the person I hit, and stop instantly. I just ran into Frank Iero! I gasp, and see him giggle a bit, then stop when he sees my nose.
"Oh geez. Um, let's go into Starbucks, I'll buy you a coffee," he says. I nod, still a little star struck. He opens the door to the coffee shop, and I walk in, headed straight for the bathroom. I grab a paper towel and wipe my nose. I can't believe I just ran into Frank Iero! I throw the dirty towel away, and stow my iPod for now. I try to calm my nerves as I walk out of the bathroom. I see him sitting at a table, two drinks in front of him.
"Hi. I didn't know what to get you, so I just got you an iced coffee. I also didn't have your name, so I told them Abby. You look like a girl I used to know called Abby."
"Oh ok. My name is Caroline, but I have a sister named Abby. Maybe you knew her, I'd doubt it though," I explain.
"I'm Frank Iero." I nod excitedly. "I can tell you already know who I am, I could hear Dead through your headphones. You may want to stop listening to music that loud. You could damage your ears."
"Oh come on, don't act like you don't listen to music on full volume," I blush, realizing the snark in my voice. How could I be so rude? I release my tension when he laughs. I quietly sip my drink, and so does Frank.
"So, do you go to school here?"
"Yeah, I was just on my way home when I decided to get some Starbucks. Are you guys touring around here?" I smile politely, trying to make up for my previous sarcasm.
"Yeah, actually we're doing a show later tonight, just down the road. Would you like to come?"
"Oh my gosh, really?" He nods and I may or may not scream a little. I'm sure I'm embarrassing myself, but in this situation, who wouldn't?
"Can my friends come?"
"Sure. I'll pick you guys up later." I write my address on a piece of paper and hand it to him.
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I'm Not Okay (rewrite)
ספרות חובביםCaroline was almost a normal girl. She had a few friends, but she spent most of her time locked away in her room. That is, until she meets gorgeous rock star, Frank Iero! He leads her away from her normal life, and into one with fun, excitement, and...
